Lyrics

[Verse] Paid off the presi I feel like a lobbyist, a Saudi Wahhabi-ist They struggle to swallow my cockiness, I came back to bruise your esophagus Head shots, I just body shit, she ain't foreign, that's a body kit If shit is too good to be true then the outcome is obvious, it prolly is I'm in California house shoppin', I remember I was couch hoppin' Still slippin', still poppin', whoa, fuck it I ain't never stoppin', no Yeah they in love with my frequency, she a freak and I need the shit frequently I got a main bitch, got a side bitch and I hate 'em both equally Hakeem 'The Dream' Olajuwon, dapper don with the fashion, I'm Dapper Dan I fly her to Vegas to spend the night, then she suck my dick at the Hakkasan Wit' her eyes closed, that's a blind date, call it blind faith, 'til my eyes roll Like a spiral and they dilate while she gyrates on my gyro Fire flow, pyro, I snap back, Cairo, like when Mike said 'thpinal' I'm the rap black rhino but the batch albino, I know It's so profound, they lost and I won't slow down Oh yeah my flow so foul, I spell studio with no vowels, think 4:30 in the socal, woke up shakin' on the cold towels, broke down I got nowhere left to go now, I got nothin' left to show now, slow down But they made millions with your whole sound, there must've been enough to go 'round Man fuck it that's my old style so it don't count Gold crowns, no smiles, kings and prophets from my hometown Held me down so I don't drown, I swear the irony is profound Wish I knew then what I know now, blind trust Kill for you 'til the nine rust, wake up just to earn 'til we burn and turn to fine dust And the fuckin' urn is what defines us, mind fuck, mine's fucked Your mind could never do what mine does, back when Belly couldn't buy lunch A pill was less than a meal, it kick harder when you mix the Hawaiian Punch I guess this is what I signed up for, 3, 2, 1, time's up